Chapter 201: Excuse me...... How to get to the inner courtyard?
Inner courtyard, back mountain.
In a beautiful red and pink house, Su Qianqian and Rao Yinyin sat on the soft big bed.
"Sister Rao, you said that this time the Dean told all our inner court disciples to hide, what is the matter?"
"I don't think the Great Array of the Spirit Palace is good, it looks like someone is attacking us again?"
Su Qianqian held her snow-white big sword and looked at the ceiling and lost her mind.
Ling Nian passed through the roof, and he could see that the large array was flickering from time to time, and it was obvious that there were strong people who were attacking it frantically, maybe there was more than one.
The Great Array has supported the Tiansang Spirit Palace for so many years, and it seems that it is rare to see such violent fluctuations.
The last time it was torn apart, it was also caused by the masked man.
"Are there still few guys who come to the Spirit Palace to secretly attack you, aren't they all pushed out of the door every time?"
"Even if the Holy Slave came last time, they still weren't even allowed to enter the inner courtyard!"
Rao Yinyin touched her head, her eyes full of doting.
She swept the big sword in front of Su Qianqian's body without leaving a trace, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
Famous sword
Oh, what a famous sword!
It's just something that only brings bad luck, and if she could, she really wanted to throw it out into the wilderness and let the crazy guys out there chase it.
In this way, the girl in front of her is estimated to be able to sleep peacefully.
Rao Yinyin crossed Su Qian's little head with some distress, the latter seemed to enjoy this kind of touch, and involuntarily lay down on the big bed, and even put the sword aside for the time being.
"If you're not a sword wielder, that would be great"
Seeing the little girl's mind so relaxed, she couldn't help but murmur.
The identity of the sword-bearer is obviously not something that Su Qianqian can become at his age, as the so-called gets, you always have to pay something.
After getting this sword, this little Lori almost lost the happiness that she should have at such an age.
"No, you can't. ”
Su Qianqian shook his head and said seriously: "I must be a good sword bearer, and one day in the future, carry forward the Su family!"
"Words like this"
"He'll be happy, too"
Rao Yinyin picked up Su Qianqian's face, and she could see the sadness of this little girl.
For this sword, even my father died in battle, is it really worth it?
"Okay, don't think about it, let's get a good night's sleep, wake up tomorrow morning, and your master will definitely settle everything again. ”
Rao Yinyin smiled and decided not to continue the sad topic.
She dug her jade hand into the little girl's squeaky nest, and the latter giggled and begged for mercy.
Soon, the two were in a mess on the big bed.
Bang!
An extremely discordant voice sounded from the back mountain, and both of them were startled.
At the spiritual site of Houshan, no outsiders will ever come in, and there was one more Xu Xiaoshou a few days ago, and he came back?
"Little beast brother?" Su Qianqian tried to speak.
Rao Yinyin frowned, if Xu Xiaoshou came back, no matter how abrupt he was, he would have to walk in through the main entrance.
From the back mountain, he shouldn't have the guts!
But the voice just now came from the hot spring in the back mountain, where it was the deepest part of the spiritual site, how could there be someone?
"Who?"
The air was a little dead, the atmosphere was stagnant, and the sound of thumping heartbeats was very harsh.
Su Qianqian was a little nervous, is he an assassin again?
She picked up the "Tomb City Snow", as if she had something to rely on, her eyes were cold, and her mood suddenly returned to calm.
"Knock knock!"
There was a very polite knock on the door, and after a few moments of silence, the door was creaked open.
"I'm sorry, I'm lost again, how do I get to the inner courtyard?"
It was a hoarse voice that looked like it hadn't been moistened in ten years, it was like it had been sawed by a saw, and it made people's hearts panic.
The person who came was dressed in a big black robe, his face was tightly wrapped, and even his hands were covered with gloves, and he looked like he would be directly sandy if he came into contact with the air.
The only two eyes that were exposed, cloudy like dying people, even the whites of their eyes turned yellow.
"Masked man?"
When the two girls saw this dress, their hearts sank to the bottom.
So the people who came this time are still "holy slaves"?
The fight was in full swing outside, and this guy secretly ran into the inner courtyard and directly found Su Qianqian?
Rao Yinyin subconsciously stood in front of the girl and the sword, and exclaimed, "Who are you?
The masked man didn't even look at her, his gaze passed directly through, and stopped on top of the snow-white giant sword, surprised and delighted.
"You get out of the way. ”
Rao Yinyin stood firmly in front of Su Qianqian, and with a wave of her hand, the powder mist drifted in the room.
"Illusion?"
The masked man's eyes were strange, and he finally looked at Rao Yinyin and said, "Your level of illusion really can't trap me, say it again, get out of the way." ”
Rao Yinyin was silent, his beautiful eyes were covered with frost, and his hands instantly flew out of all kinds of seals.
However, before it could be formed, the sword in Su Qianqian's hand behind her suddenly shook, and it burst out with endless cold air, instantly beating her to vomit blood and pounce on the masked man's direction.
The masked man didn't blink his eyes, but he just shook his palm and set it into the wall.
Rumble!
The walls collapsed and shattered.
Su Qianqian panicked, looked at the giant sword in his hand in shock, and didn't understand why he was like a relative on weekdays, and why it was out of control.
"Not me"
"Run!"
Rao Yinyin roared hoarsely, how could she not know that it was not Su Qianqian's shot?
It's no wonder that the masked man in front of him is too strong, and he is not at the same level as the two of them, even if Su Qianqian and the "Tomb Name Chengxue" are close, I'm afraid that at a glance, this sword will still riot!
"Is this the Snow Sword?"
The masked man's cloudy eyes finally fluctuated, and he looked at the sword in Su Qianqian's hand, with uncontrollable affection.
"Can I take a look at it?" he stepped forward and held out his hand.
Su Qianqian looked at the flat glove, only to feel a little weird.
If a normal person's hand is not stretched out vigorously, there will be a concave and curved arc, which is the masked man's hand
It's like missing two thumbs, extremely flat!
"No, you can't. ”
Su Qianqian took a step back with his sword in hand, facing that this might be the strongest enemy among the visitors tonight.
She can't run, and if she does, what will happen to Rao Yinyin?
"Don't worry, I'm not malicious, I'll just take a look first"
Su Qianqian couldn't stand the torment of this harsh sound anymore, and pulled out his sword suddenly, and for a while, the wind and clouds were bleak, and the heavens and the earth were a little cold.
The masked man's eyes vibrated and he loved it even more.
"Worthy of a famous sword, I"
"Don't come here!" Su Qianqian shouted, panic and anger broke out at the same time, and the snow-colored giant sword slashed down on his head.
"Monument weight!"
A black stele seemed to descend from the sky, and it suddenly merged into the body of the giant sword, and the air was squeezed into a direct sonic boom.
However, the sword suddenly stopped when it was a full foot away from the masked man.
The terrifying force of the shock directly blew Su Qianqian upside down, shattering the roof of the house and falling into a sea of flowers outside the house.
Her jaw cracked open, and blood gushed out, but even so, the sword never let go.
The masked man looked up at the sky, as if he tasted bitterness in his memory, and for a long time, he shook his head at Su Qianqian, who collapsed to the ground.
"Don't mess around, you'll only hurt yourself"
"In this world, no sword dares to attack me, not even a famous sword!"